2 comments/ 42085 views/ 4 favorites A Party to Remember By: SilverCatEyes Damien loved Halloween. The sexy girls in tight costumes, barely bothering to cover themselves up. Guys hanging all over them trying to pick them up for one night stands. The food, candy and alcohol all being downed by party goers. His girlfriend, Angel, had chosen to be a princess this year. The outfit looked hot as hell on her. It was a dress. Light blue that was tight on top and flowing on the bottom, reaching her ankles. She paired it with silver hooker heeled shoes and a silver tiara. He could take her right now and skip the party. He came up behind her as she was finishing pulling her curly hair up into place, put his hands on her hips and began to kiss her neck. Angel giggled and pushed him away. "Wait until later. You'll get yours" she promised with a hungry look in her eyes. He sighed in frustration and went to finish his costume. He had chosen to be a pirate this year. In fact, it was the first year he had really gone all out. There was the sash, the parrot, the boots, everything to make him look like the real thing. After tieing up his shoes he went downstairs to wait. The party was being held by his friends Victoria and Seth who lived just a half mile down the road. Because they knew already that they would be drunk they had decided to walk to the party rather than drive. His focus was drawn from the TV to Angel as she came down the stairs. Damien got hard just seeing her. Those beautiful DD's almost popping out of the low cut dress, the sparkle from the tiny studs in her ears, and those never ending legs beneath that dress.... He cleared his throat, but to no avail. He just couldn't take his eyes off her. She blushed under his gaze and looked down bashfully. "Sun will be down soon. You ready to go?" she asked. He nodded and took her hand, leading her out the front door. The air was crisp and cool outside. The sun was setting on the horizon in pinks and blues. Orange and red leaves fell around them. It would have been perfect, if only half way there they didn't have to walk by that stupid cemetery. It always creeped him out. Dead people, laying there rotting, he shuddered just thinking about it. Angel and Damien stayed on the opposite side of the street whenever they had to walk by. "You know, after the party we could sneak in there for some fun" Angel whispered in his ear. "Oh, gross. That gives me the heebie jeebies just thinkin about it. That's not funny" he scowled. Angel just giggled and they walked faster. They rang the doorbell and Victoria answered. People had already begun to arrive and the party was thriving. Just like every year Seth and Victoria had gone all out. Decorations in the front yard, ghosts, skulls, and every other imaginable thing decorating the entire house. This year they had done something special though. They had turned the basement into a full blown torture chamber, but no one was allowed down there until after midnight. Angel and Victoria hugged as they entered the house. "You look ravishing!" Victoria said. "No, you do" Angel replied looking over the cheerleader outfit. "If I weren't straight, I'd hit on you" she giggled. Victoria just shook her head and laughed. They knew almost everyone there. Ted was at the bar downing shots, Constance dressed like a stripper and dancing on a table, Trent all but drooling over some chick he was talking too. Yes in deed, yet another groovy Halloween. They danced for awhile before his best friend cut in to dance with Angel. He winked and left her in his hands, heading over to the bar. "Beer please" he said to the bartender. "Anything in particular?" he asked. Damien frowned and shook his head. Beer was beer to him. "Oh, and a shot of whiskey too please." The bartender nodded and poured the shot. After downing the shot he picked up the beer and turned around in the bar stool to watch the party. There was a hot gothic chic standing in the corner of the room who caught his eye. Black hair, black eye shadow, black corset, and a long black skirt. It was dramatic against her pale skin. Damien glanced away, and when he looked back she was gone. As the party wore on he caught glimpses of her here and there, but she kept disappearing. He wondered who she was. By eleven o'clock he was smashed. Barely able to walk, Damien decided enough was enough, he needed to see the torture chamber. Surprisingly the door wasn't locked and made his way down the basement stairs. It truly was a sight to behold. Iron maiden, the table with the leather straps on each corner, and a chopping block with a fake beheaded girl. The attention to detail was phenomenal. Fingers brushed against his neck as the unknown girl walked around to his front. He couldn't stop staring, she was so beautiful. Tits weren't quite as big as Angel's, and she was a bit shorter, but who cared? Feeling a little tipsy he closed his eyes for a second. When he opened them again she was still there. She leaned in to kiss him with those ruby red lips. All he could do was stare at them as they came closer and closer. When their lips met he kissed her feverishly. She smelled of lilac, so soft and sensual. His hands moved from her waist up to her breasts, caressing the exposed flesh. The kiss became more impassioned as he untied the corset and it fell to the floor. He pulled away to look at them in all their perky glory. Damien's cock was so hard by now it was ridiculous. His hands grabbed her and pulled her in close to his body. Some quick movements and she had him naked. He groaned as he moved down to take her nipple in his mouth, his other hand caressing the other breast. The girl rolled her head back and closed her eyes, enjoying the feel of his tongue licking her, the other breast being massaged and pinched. Her hand reached down to stroke his cock while he played with her. After a while she pushed him back and lay him down on the table. The leather straps tied him down by the hands and feet. As she stripped off the skirt, she spoke in a silky voice, "I've been wanting you all night, wondering just how good your cock would fill inside me. Do you want to find out?" In response he mumbled some gibberish and nodded, unable to take his eyes off her for a second. She climbed up on the table and positioned her pussy right above his face. "First I want you to lick me. Tease me until I cum." His focus moved to the wet pussy just inches from his face. She settled on top of him, rocking back and forth as he worked magic with his tongue. "Ohhhhh, fuck baby, yeah, right there....." she moaned arching her back as she came, shaking from the shock waves. It felt like an earthquake just ripped through her very core. Now that she was soaking with her juices, she crawled backwards and positioned herself just above his long, thick, hard cock. "Tell me what you want" she begged, her tits sliding down his chest. He tried to reach for her, but couldn't move. "I want your pussy. I want to fuck you like never before. Slide it in baby" he said. With that she slid her pussy down onto his cock. It slid in with ease, but was so big it was stretching her out. Now she was moaning as she started to grind, and her tits bouncing up and down. Slow at first, but picking up speed as he began to thrust into her. Time stopped as she orgasmed over and over, coating his cock with her cum. His own climax began to build. Straining at his restraints, he shoved himself as far as he could into her and shot his hot cum, filling her up. She was shaking so bad it was several minutes before she could stand up and untie Damien. The handcuffs and leg cuffs and left marks on him from all his fighting to get free. He turned his attention to getting dressed, and when he looked back up she was gone. No trace she had ever even been there. Just then the basement door opened and people began to file down. "Damien! You cheat! What are you doing down here already?" Seth asked. Damien was at a loss for words. Everyone at the party was heading into the basement to see the torture chamber, but Angel couldn't find Damien anywhere. She scanned the faces in the crowd, but nothing. Maybe he went upstairs. She hiked up her skirt and slowly climbed up the stairs. There was no sign of him anywhere. Angel walked into the master suite. It never failed to impress her how big it was. Even with a king bed and all the furniture, there was just so much room. The door slammed behind her, startling her. "Damien? This isn't funny" she yelled, but there was no answer. Maybe it was a breeze? But she hadn't felt anything. Weird. Then the lights went out, plunging her into total darkness. Now she was scared, her nerves on edge. Something brushed against her in the dark. Her eyes straining to see something, anything, but to no avail. She spun around and tried to find the door. Something grabbed her from behind and threw her onto the bed. Angel screamed, but no one heard. There was a cold wind that passed over her body, and she was pinned down, unable to move. She struggled and fought as her dress was removed. She couldn't see anything, couldn't feel any hands, there was nothing there. But she could feel lips on her neck, moving down to her breasts. She gasped as something grabbed hold of them and rolled her tits around, her nipples hardening into peaks. It felt like there was something between her breasts, like when Damien was fucking her tits. Her eyes had finally adjusted enough to see that there was nothing there. No one in the room with her. She started to scream again as something pushed her legs open, exposing her moist pussy. There was a mouth on hers, forcing her to kiss air, but it silenced her screams. There was a sensation of fingers entering her, and something playing with her clit. Angel was writhing on the bed, her pussy getting wetter and wetter. She was still unable to scream, but she no longer wanted to. Instead moans began to escape her beautiful mouth. Something much bigger slammed into her. Angels' back arched as something invisible thrust into her, pounding in and out, making her cum over and over again. Then something entered her ass, both holes were being pounded now, hard and fast. Something was ramming her for all it was worth. She kept Coming, each one sending shock waves through her body. Pleasure and ecstasy racking every inch of her body. Her body finally exploded in the king of orgasms, her limbs shaking, leaving her unable to move. Then there was nothing. She was alone in the room, naked on the bed, her cum soaking the bed. Minutes ticked by before she could get up. Shakily she got dressed and found the door. Angel didn't look back and she ran down the stairs and into Damien's arms. They were both still flushed from their experiences. "Take me home, take me home now" Angel begged. "I want you to fuck me like never before." Damien stared into her eyes and nodded, feeling his own hunger growing again. The left the party early to go home and play their own Halloween games. A Party To Remember My Master and I had been together for a year. The time went by so fast, I felt like it couldn't possibly have been more than a month. He was everything I had dreamed of, strong, handsome, and able to read me like a book. He knew where all my limits were and pushed the envelope wherever and whenever he could. I had a safe word, but I had never had occassion to use it. I wanted so much to please him that things I had told him I would never do, I craved for HIM. One thing I had told him was a hard limit was piercings. Ugh. Just the thought made me cringe. Who would mutillate their body like that? But he thought about it constantly. I could tell. He talked about it whenver the chance arose. If we were at a party and it was obvious a woman had pierced nipples, he would suggest I ask her questions about them. How do they feel? Did it hurt? Would you do it again? Luckily, it was never an order, and I never asked. One night, we were at a party with other Masters that he considered his closest friends. Most of the submissives were in various stages of undress. And all of them had piercings. There was a multitude of pierced nipples, noses, lips, eyebrows, and tongues. There was one particluar submissive that was stripping for her Master, in front of all of course. She had rings in each nipple. As she gyrated in front of her Master, she fondled her small breasts and started pulling on the rings. I was sitting on Master's lap and he wrapped his arms around my waist, pulling me close to him. He turned my head and told me to watch her. As I watched, he whispered in my ear. "Your breasts would be even more beautiful to me with piercings little one. I would love to pull on them, making you gasp with pleasure, and maybe a little pain too." As he said it, he was unbuttoning my blouse, stroking my nipples to hard nubs, then pinching and twisting until i was squirming on his legs. As I moved around, I could feel his cock, hard as a rock under my ass, pulsing as we watched this beautiful woman mauling her tits, pulling so hard on the rings I though sure she would tear her own flesh. He kept whispering as he played with me. "I want to lick your nipples and pull on your rings with my tongue." His words mixed with the his hands torturing my nipples and the display before me was making me so hot. My nipples were so sensitive and I was wondering what it would feel like for him to flick his tongue over a ring attached to them. "Please Master, please fuck me." I started to whimper as I begged him for his cock. I wanted to feel him thrusting into my tight little pussy while we watched her dance for her Master, tugging on her nipples, pulling her little tits away from her body. It was so erotic. I could feel my fluids leaking down my thighs. Master twisted my nipples cruelly between his fingers. "No cock for you llittle slut. Keep watching." He brought his hands underneath my skirt as we watched her now nude body writhing on the floor. Her Master encouraged her to please all the people watching her. She slid her hands down her body to her bald cunt and pulled her lips apart, exposing her open pussy to the onlookers. The shiny jewelry she wore on her clit hood was visible to all. Just as she opened herself to us, Master's hands found my clit and stroked it firmly. "Can you imagine what it would feel like to have your clit ready to explode all the time my little slut? Just a touch of the ring and you would be in exstasy. Think about it, you would be forever on the verge of a huge orgasm, yours at a touch." My clit was on fire and my hips were humping his hand, trying to force his fingers harder. As he talked I could feel the urge building, and I wanted to cum so bad. "Please Master, may I cum?" He pulled his hands away from my soaking wet twat and answered me. "No." That was his entire answer as he pushed me off his lap and walked away. I sat on the floor stunned for a moment and watched as he walked away from me. He sounded mad at me. What had I done? I couldn't think of any breach of etiquette or any way I could have embarassed him. Tears filled my eyes and rolled down my cheeks as I buttoned my blouse. I looked around the room to see several of the Masters looking at me with smirks on their faces. Some of their submissives seemed to be watching me wtih the very same expressions. I sat there unsure what to do. Should I follow him? Should I wait near his chair? I had never felt so uncomfortable at one of these parties. Master loves to come to them just to see how far he can get me to go. I was still embarassed to show my submission around others, and he was teaching me to feel comfortable in my submission to him, to cherish it. But I had never been without him for longer than the few minutes it could take to go to the restroom. Not long after Master walked away, the beautiful pierced submissive listened to her Master's whispered instructions and walked out of the room, still nude, and proud as she flaunted her perfect body and jewelry. She went in the same direciton. After 10 minutes, I decided I had to find him. Had he left without me? How would I get home? Would he even want me home? I was trembling as I stood up and slowly walked in his direciton, hoping I would find him comng back to me. As I got to the door, I heard Master's laughter, and the sultry voice of the little pierced submissive. My heart was in my throat as I walked through the door. I stopped when I saw my Master, flicking his tongue over her nipples, one hand toying with her clit piercing as he moved from breast to breast. He looked up at me like I was an intruder. "Did you want something slut?" He stared at me letting me know I was not welcome. I could see the lust in his eyes. He wanted her, not me. "I-I-I need the car keys. I'm going home." I managed to get the words out but felt ready to pass out. "If you want to go home, you can walk. Or you can wait here like a good slut and watch." He went back to what he was doing as the little pierced submissive panted in anticipation of her orgasm. But then he abruptly stopped and turned to me and smiled. "Unless you would like to take her place little one." Master's smile lights up my world, but I was totally confused. He was playing with someone else's submissive and acting like I did something wrong; and now he smiles and its all supposed to be better? "What do you mean Master?" I was almost whispering, eyes to the floor, afraid to look at him, and at her. He walked away from her without a glance and stopped directly in front of me. He gently lifted my chin and looked into my tear filled eyes. "My precious little slut, I love you so much, and I want to make you into my perfect submissive. And right now, its time to push your limits farther. You can say no, if you really feel its still a hard limit. But you know how much I love to play with piercings." And at that moment he turned and looked at her, lust again fiilled his eyes. "You want to pierce me? Now? Here?" I was visibly shaking, his hands dropped to my arms and stroked them, trying to calm me. "Yes baby, here, and now. If you say no, I"ll understand, but from now on, I will make you watch when I play." And again, he looked at the gorgeous submissive, so beautiful, so sexy, so ready to serve my Master when I wasn't fulfilling his needs. He had never hidden the fact that he played with others. He told me that there was no intercourse involved, but he loved percings and he would find others to play with if I wasn't interested. But it had never been with me present. And I never knew who he was with. If I had met them, they were discreet and never made it known. I looked up into his eyes, and he brushed away the tears that were falling down my cheeks. He whispered to me. "It's OK to say no baby. I won't be mad, but if you say yes, it will be the best anniversary present you could give me." I bit my lip and took a deep breath. "Please Master, I want you to pierce me." His face lit up, and he pulled me tight to his body, leaning down to kiss me tenderly, but I could feel the fire behind it. He was as turned on as I had ever seen. There was a look of joy and excitement in his eyes I had never seen before. He gently took my hand and led me to a room at the other end of the hallway. I felt like I was in a daze as I followed him into the dimly lit room. I looked around and saw a chair that looked like it was made for bondage, there were straps everywhere. There was a tray table nearby and a stool. I saw disinfectant bottles and what looked like sterilized packages of some kind. Master walked me to the chair and silently motioned for me to sit. He started talking quietly to me as he methodically strapped me into the chair. "I am very experienced baby. I've pierced everyone in that room out there. They all knew why we were here tonight, because I wanted you to give in to the idea of being pierced. They were all rooting for us." He smiled at me, and I melted. He leaned over and kissed me deeply, sucking my tongue into his mouth. When he broke the kiss, I saw one of the other submissives I knew as Kandi standing nearby, smiling kindly. "It's OK Lynn, the pain will be over quickly, and the pleasure will be so worth it. Your Master pierced me years ago, and I'm so glad that my Master wanted it done. And I've assisted your Master many times, it will be quick." I smiled weakly, still overcome with the emotions from the last half hour. She held out the antiseptic swabs to my Master as he very professionally looked over my tits, deciding where and how to pierce them. He pulled and twisted my nipples to get them nice and hard and carefully marked where he was going to put the needles. "Are you ready my prescious slut?" I smiled and nodded and he applied a clamp to my right nipple. I jumped a little but Kandi put a hand on my shoulder, and I stared at Master's face, which calmed me more than anything else could have done. The needle was in so fast that I barely noticed. He looked up with a grin and pushed the jewelry through the hole he made, and I gasped with the sudden pain but then it was over. "Good girl, I'm so proud of you baby." I was amazed at how fast he was able to pierce both nipples. I looked down and soaked in the sight of the nipple rings. They felt strange, but in a good way. Even with the throbbing pain I was feeling in my tits, my nipples were hard as a rock. Master leaned in and gently flicked his tongue on the onderside of each nipple which made me shiver with lust. "Too bad we have to wait so long for them to heal. I would love to play with them now. I"ve given so many couples the lecture on waiting, and now I have to take my own advice." He stroked my cheek with his hand and I moaned. I love him so much. Why did I wait so long for this? I expected him to start unstrapping when I realized he was breaking the seal on another sterile package. "Aren't we done Master?" He laughed and looked up at me with a sly grin on his face. "Not yet little one, I have one more for you." He started to slide his fingers into my soaked pussy and up to my sensitive clit. "Mmmm, you are a hot little slut aren't you? You are dripping baby. As much as you won't admit it, this is turning you on, isn't it?" I looked up at his face and realized he was right. Seeing him playing with the little submissive's piercings had made me so hot, wanting it to be me! I realized then that as soon as I saw him with her, I wanted him to pierce me. And I would accept any and all he wanted me to have. "I have to have your clit fully engorged to make sure I place this just right baby, so bear with me. Looks like it will be a vertical hood piercing for you my little slut. One of my favorites." He grinned up at me from between my legs. I was so fucking turned on at this point. I wanted his cock buried in my pussy, I wanted him pounding into me. I couldn't take my eyes off of him as he diligently worked at bringing my clit to it's maximum state of arousal. I was so close to cumming, but without Master's permission, I had to hold it back. He looked up into my eyes and I could see how much he loved me. "OK baby, just a moment of pain, and then only pleasure for you my little slut, only pleasure." He quickly pushed the needle through, followed by the jewelry he had so carefully chosen for me. When he was done, my pussy was quivering, my body shaking with need. The pain had been intense for a moment, and I was literally on the edge of an explosion. "Look at me my beautiful baby, look into my eyes and cum for me, NOW!" As he gave his command, he slowly moved the bar over my clit and I immediately started to spasm, locked in the chair unable to move. My entire body jerked against the bonds holding me there so tight, and he held my face to watch me as I had the most amazing orgasm of my life! He talked to me the whole time as my body shook, my heart pounded in my ears, and my lungs felt like they were going to explode. "That's it baby, cum for me hard, cum for your Master." I could feel his hands gently stroking my skin, it seemed like everywhere at once. Finally, my spasms subsided, and I began to come back to earth. I opened my eyes to see the most amazing look of joy and love on my Master's face. As he undid the bindings I slid into his arms. My body felt weak and empty. I needed to feel him claiming my body with his hard cock. "Please Master, please fuck me. I need to feel you filling up my cunt, please?" He looked at me with pure lust on his face. I wanted him to fuck me even after undergoing the thing I feared the most. "God I want to fuck you so bad right now my prescious little slut. I can't fuck your pussy, but I can fuck your beautiful ass without injuring your piercings, and hopefully, not causing you TOO much pain." He had an edge to his voice. I could tell he was as turned on as I was. He helped me down to the mattress next to the chair and onto my hands and knees. In this position my nipples and clit ached and throbbed, but I didn't care. I needed to feel him take me, hard. I felt him behind me and could feel his well lubed cock head pushing insistantly against my tight hole. I pushed back at him, wanting him inside so badly. "My little slut is more than ready I see. We should have done this a long time ago baby. I really didn't think it would turn you on this much. You're like a bitch in heat. Is that what you are? My little bitch?" I moaned as his cock head pushed through my tight ring. "Yes Master, I'm your little bitch, and I need to be bred." He slowly slid his cock all the way into my ass and I was pushing right back at him. Master started to fuck me gently, his cock moving in and out in a lazy rhythm. I knew he didn't want me to be in pain, but I wanted the pain. I needed it! "Master, please fuck your bitch hard!" I felt his fingers dig deeper into my flesh as he pushed into my ass, harder, faster. "Is this what you want my little slut? Then a hard fuck is what you will get my love." With that I felt his pelvis hit my butt cheeks and he slammed into me full force. I shrieked in pain and lust, begging for more. I needed to feel owned, and my Master definitely owned me, mind, body, and soul. I could feel his cock pulsing in my ass, felt it start to shoot ropes of cum into my bowels. His arm wrapped around my waist, holding me tight into him as his hips ground into my ass. Normally he would be playing with my clit, and I know it took all his mental skill to stop from doing that now. The force of his thrusts made my new jewelry move slightly in the raw holes causing me some sharp pain which put me over the edge. I fell into the throes of a massive orgasm as my beloved Master pumped his seed deep into my ass. My body lost control under his, and I screamed out my pleasure, my love and devotion to him. I felt him collapse over my back, breathing just as hard as I was. He laid down on his side and pulled me to him so we could spoon, his stomach and chest pressed up tight against my back. He stroked my still shaking body and lightly kissed and licked my skin. I laid there in his arms, feeling more loved than I had ever felt before. I heard a noise and looked up. The little beautiful submissive was standing there watching us, her Master's arms tight around her waist. She smiled at me and they walked away arm in arm. That's when I knew it had all been part of Master's plan. I smiled to myself and fell asleep in my Master's arms. A Party to Remember My mother always told me I dressed like a man. I didn't but she was the overbearing type of mother that always lowers your self-esteem. Well I turned 18 a little while ago and am still in high school. I'm about 5'4'' and am slightly lighter than average weight. Normal all around otherwise. My name is Sophie and I have an older brother who just got engaged to this girl that I really don't like. She blonde hair just like me so my mother always says she's the better daughter. Today is their engagement party. I don't particularly want to go because its fancy and that means dresses and heels. The only exciting part is the super hot teacher from my school is going to be there because he was Josh's best teacher, so he invited him. Mr. Scion, weird name, like a car. He was probably 31, but he had that rugged look, with the scruffy hair that got in his eyes sometimes, and a perpetual five o'clock shadow. He had penetrating green eyes and was strong. You could tell because his hands were calloused and big as well as his forearms. Since my mother was yelling at me about not looking feminine I decided to go all out. I knew I could look better than the bride-to-be, and I really wanted to be noticed that night, considering when Mr. Scion was teaching his eyes got my panties wet. I pulled out all the stops. Perfectly curling my long blonde hair into loose ringlets that tumbled gracefully down my back. I had on smoky eyeshadow and was wearing mascara making my already long eyelashes look really long. I decided to wear a black dress that showed most of my back and some cleavage in a flattering way. It was tight all the way down to where it stopped, barely halfway down my thighs. I decided on black lace underwear, and no bra to encase my perky 34C breasts. I found the highest heels in my closet, black with silver studs in a line down the back. Looking in the mirror I decided I was sexy that night. Not average, or even hot, I was flat out stunning. Don't think I'm egotistical, but I knew it. When I walked in the door to that damn party, I could feel everyone's eyes on me. I looked around not even having to feign disinterest. I strutted over to my older brother Josh when I saw him with a smirk on my face. "Nice party, where's Sarah- oh I see you! You blend in with your dress!" I said slightly sarcastically. Josh just looked at me and tried not to laugh for his own sake. I dropped a kiss on his cheek shot a look at Sarah and went to the bar to get a soda. Mr. Scion was already there, beer in hand. I didn't even have to look over to know he was staring at me. As I walked away I tossed my hair over my shoulder and looked back at him shooting him a sultry grin. The party was dragging, so I decided to go outside for some air. I leaned against the wall breathing deeply. Mr. Scion came out of the door and walked straight at me. He didn't even speak as he grabbed the back of my neck and pulled me in so he could fuck my mouth with his tongue. He pushed my legs apart so I was still standing but I was practically straddling him. I started to slightly grind against his cock, as I really wanted him. Let me pause for a second to say that yes, I was still a virgin, but a virgin who knows what she wants. He pushed my dress up around my hips and grabbed my ass to pull me closer still. I broke the kiss to throw my head back and moan. I was so wet I was worried I'd leave a mark on his pants. "You're going to go home with me." He muttered in a matter of fact way, and then he abruptly broke away and walked back inside, and looked back at me over his shoulder and smirked. I moaned pitifully, pulled my dress back down and forced myself to go inside to the bathroom to clean up. I looked in the mirror and saw my hair was messed up and my lips looked exceptionally red. I went into a stall and put my hands into my panties, feeling how soaked I was. I let out an exasperated breath and cleaned that up too. I hoped the party would be over soon. And it was over, as soon as I sat another excruciating hour in a chair with an unapproachable look on my face, one eyebrow cocked. I made eye contact with him, and he jerked his head to signal that he was leaving. I arched my eyebrow further and leaned back in my chair. He left but I decided he could wait a few more minutes. I took a long time saying goodbye to my brother and telling my friend I had a ride home. I had no idea where my mother was, nor did I care. When I finally sat in his truck he turned to look at me but I stared straight ahead and grinned. He pulled out of the parking lot and once we were on a back road heading towards his place he grabbed one of my thighs pulling it away from the other and literally ripped my panties off. He pulled me across the bench so I was pressed up to his side. His hand travelled down, pulled up my dress again, and he stroked my clit for a moment, then he pushed two fingers into my vagina abruptly. He fucked me with his fingers viciously until I came screaming out. We got to his house a moment later; he jumped out pulling me along with him into the garage. I moaned as my pussy hit his suit pants clad erection. He lay me down on the hood of his vintage 68 mustang. He didn't speak as he pulled my dress over my head and immediately went at my tits with his mouth, biting and licking my nipples as his magic hands went to work on my pussy. I was so overwhelmed I just lay there with my back arched, moaning. Before I could compose myself he moved down to lick my pussy, along my pussy lips, massaging my clit with his tongue still fucking me with his fingers. I came on his tongue spilling my juices on him. He stood up and slowly undressed as I propped myself up on my elbows to watch. He slowly unbuttoned his white shirt, revealing sculpted abs, sexy pecs, and strong shoulders. He undid his belt, unbuttoned his pants and pulled them down along with his boxers revealing a fully erect 9'' cock. He leaned over me to fuck my mouth, and he teased m pussy with the tip of his cock. I moaned loudly and ground my hips into him. "Please-" I moaned. He didn't say anything as he pushed his cock into me. It was slow business as I was a virgin. I'm sure he knew it, as I never had boyfriends in school, as they were all fumbling idiots. When he reached my hymen he waited a beat before breaking it. I felt a ripping sensation then a burning pain. I moaned but I didn't want him to stop so I continued to grind against him. He started to slowly fuck me getting faster and faster. I wrapped my arms around his neck to gain leverage and I started to move with him. I wanted to fit as much of him in me as I could. I was moaning loudly when he pushed me back down onto the hood of the car the cold metal making me shiver. He began kissing me. "Cum for me baby." He muttered. I was getting close. He bent to bite my nipple when I went over the edge. Waves of fire incapacitated me, as I screamed out in ecstasy. He came with one last powerful thrust, fully inside of me spraying his hot juices so far up me, as I came down from my orgasm. I moaned as he leaned down to kiss me, still fully in me. "You did well, I guess I'll give you an A+ for this test." He laughed. I pushed him off me to get up. I was sore in between my legs, but I knew I had to get home soon as I had school the next day, and Mr. Scions' history class first period. A Party to Remember Applying the final touches to her makeup Jenny smiled to herself in the mirror. She hadn't really felt like going to the party tonight but now she was ready she was looking forward to it. She shook her head and smirked as she picked up the invitation and placed it in her handbag. Tonight's party was being hosted by Anna so it was no surprise that the theme was 'sexy fancy dress'. Anna needed very little excuse to get her kit off and Jenny half expected to get there to find her wearing nothing at all! Jenny would not have even been going to this party if Anna had not spent all day convincing her that "it would be fun". After finally giving in to Anna's persuasion she had stopped on the way home to buy her costume. She had opted for a school girl's outfit. She had chosen it because it was the only thing they had in her size but now she had it on she was enjoying wearing it. She stepped back from the mirror to check her appearance for the final time. Pulling her long white socks up so they sat just over her knees she was reminded of just how short her skirt was. The skirt was a classic red plaid and was only just long enough to cover her modesty. She knew she would have to be careful how she moved in it if she was to avoid showing everyone at the party what she wearing underneath but the risk kind of excited her. Scanning her eyes upwards, she patted down a couple of creases that had formed in her white shirt. She was pleased with how big the shirt made her breasts look as it clung to her body. She knew that her breasts would get the attention of some wondering eyes tonight and again this kind of excited her. She fixed her hair and touched up her lipstick, popped her phone into her bag and headed for the door. She felt sexy. Showing off this much flesh made her feel a bit naughty and excitement began to flutter in her stomach. ******************* The party itself was a bit of disappointment. It wasn't nearly as fun as Anna had assured her it would be. Jenny's prediction of Anna's outfit wasn't far wrong! Her sailors outfit left very little to the imagination. Elsewhere at the party there were nurses, pilots, French maids and firemen. Jenny was impressed with how much effort everyone had made. Jenny rolled her eyes as Anna flirted outrageously with a topless butler. She had tried to strike up a conversation with nearly every man at this party but still found herself stood on her own at the side of the room. She sighed. She was a naughty schoolgirl with no one to play with. Jenny decided enough was enough and left the room in search of something more exciting. The party was being held in a house so big that Jenny soon found herself lost. There were so many rooms she couldn't find her way back to the one where everyone was. Following the sound of voices she headed to the room at the end of the corridor. Standing in the door way she realised the voices belonged to two guys dressed as policemen. Jenny grinned. A police uniform had always done it for her. She didn't know what it was about that particular outfit that affected her in such a way but she knew that she liked it. Very much. Jenny felt a little rush through her body and knew this was her chance to have some of that fun Anna had promised her. With her hands behind her back in a submissive gesture she entered the room, "Excuse me officers. I am lost and I don't know where I am. I am just a schoolgirl you see and I'm scared." The policemen turned to look at Jenny. She looked so damn sexy and yet so innocent that both of them felt a rush of heat emanate in their groins. They stood and watched Jenny as she shuffled over to where they were stood. It was quite a sight and they were both enjoying every moment of it. Jenny spoke again as she reached the men, "Please can you look after me officers?" "Of course we will" replied the taller of the two men. Jenny could tell from his tone that he was enjoying how she was playing her character. She could see that the other policemen was having an equally good time by the bulge that growing in his trousers. She positioned herself in front of him and pushed her hips back so her ass rubbed up against his hardness. The other policeman moved forward until he was pressed up against her. Jenny was in between the two guys and could feel how hard they had both become. She let out a little moan in anticipation and dropped to her knees between them. She felt so naughty in her schoolgirl outfit and was going to make the most of it. Reaching out, she slowly undid the trousers of both men, looking them both in the eye as she did. Jenny was on her knees between the men dressed as policemen and had a cock in each of her hands. She had never done anything like this before and she was so turned on her white cotton pants were soaked. She stroked the men at the same time, making them grunt with pleasure. Turning her head she took one of them in the mouth, all the while stroking the other. She sucked hard before shifting her attention to the cock in her left hand. She continued with this for several minutes. Taking both cocks in her mouth in turn and then swapping again. She had always been good with her mouth and she knew both guys were enjoying themselves as much as she was by the sounds they were making. Suddenly, she was picked off the floor by her shoulders and pulled onto her feet. The policemen who had spoken earlier pushed her forward forcefully, bending her over. Hitching her skirt up, he grabbed her pants and pushed them aside, exposing her pussy. Jenny let out a cry, she knew what he was about to do and she wanted it so badly. She cried out again as he pushed his cock inside her. The other policeman took his cock in his hand and slid it back into her mouth. Jenny moaned into the cock as her pussy was pounded from behind. The feeling of having both her mouth and pussy filled at the same time felt amazing. Pleasure washed over her body and before she knew it she was being spun round. She got the feeling that these two men had done this sort of thing before as they expertly manoeuvred her into position. "Oh fucking hell" Jenny screamed. It was the other policemen's time to fuck her and his cock was a lot bigger than the first. Taking the other cock into her mouth Jenny soon found a steady rhythm, using the thrusts from being fucked to take the entire length of the cock into her mouth. As the thrusts from behind got stronger the cock pushed against the bag of her throat causing her to gag a little. She was getting near to having the biggest orgasm of her life and could tell that both men were nearly there too. Then it happened. Her pussy contracted around the cock that fucked her causing the policemen to let out a large grunt as came hard. At virtually the same time the cock in her mouth exploded, sending its warm load down her throat. She couldn't keep all of it in her mouth and some spilled out and ran down her chin. Both men pulled out and Jenny fell to her knees, gasping for breath. Cum dripped from her pussy and she wiped more away from her lips, swallowing, sending the last few drops down her throat. Anna had been right, coming to this party had been fun.